Axel Van Helsing Novels & Stories

“And it’s a very broad subject.” “Watch this one, he’s the bitey one,” Rhett cautioned Cameron as they dragged out the Van Helsings. Talen and Heath tossed the unconscious Van Helsings over their shoulders, whilst Rhett stooped to free the ankles of the gagged Van Helsing zombie and Cameron and he pushed him in front of them, each holding the man by his upper arms.

I know that she cried and had a serious problem but I don't want to invalidate her feelings by snooping. Some vampires approached us after ten minutes. "Rielle, introduce us to your companions," said a tall looks like Henry Cavill one. Astrielle pointed me, "Wynzlette" and pointed my friend, "Carline." The man approached me. "Markus Helsing. I'm a friend of Astrielle from the Netherlands." "Nice to meet you, Markus. Wynzlette is off limit already. All of us actually," Carline said territorially.

This helped in keeping the existence of rogues a secret in case there were situations that happened and police were needed to investigate. “Can I at least see his body or where you buried him?” Axel`s attention returned back to his mate as she asked this absurd request. But part of him was relieved too that she seemed to not know about werewolves. So he did not have to worry yet about his secret. However from asking the two policemen what she had said in report to them, Axel also now knew that she did not believe that she had been attacked by vampires last night but thought it was some blood drinking cult of crazy humans.

Vadim asked, placing his hands over the fire while the three vampires that tied Vincenzo stood beside the wooden beams. “I would die trying to deliver your head to Darius.” Vincenzo snarled, his voice filled with rage. Vadim snickered. Next to the fire was a wooden table with different weapons; axes, blades, daggers, and stakes. Vadim scoffed before he reached for an ax. He stepped toward him and struck the ax on Vincenzo's chest, breaking his ribs. He screamed and his voice echoed through the empty room while Vadim pulled the ax down to his stomach.

"Yeah, she'll most likely hate me, but I can't take chances. I need to talk to the boys. See if Asher and see if he has found anything else. And maybe... I'll have no choice but to contact Axel too." Henry straightened his posture, Alonzo almost choked on his coffee, and Spencer looked at me in shock. "Boss... are you sure?" Spencer asked, concerned with the situation now. This entire operation seemed dangerous, but now that I have analyzed the problem, I have a hunch that things will get out of hand. And if so, then I'll need the cruelest alpha around. Axel Vasquez was the coldest mother fucker I had ever met. He wouldn't think twice before ripping someone apart. Anyone who crosses him has

Many wear crosses around the necks and many carry stakes along with them. The traditional story of vampires starts with Vlad the Impaler,(also known as Count Dracula ), a ruler who killed people in the most horrific ways. He was cursed by a priest to never find peace even after death. After he died in a war, he returned to his palace as someone who was neither dead nor living. The traditional story says that Van Helsing killed Vlad the Impaler by first finding out where he slept and then putting a stake through the heart. The final step involves chopping off the head and putting garlic in the mouth.

"Come in." Caroline opened the door and stepped in, I was uncomfortable but I followed suit. What I saw was harrowing. The Khal I had met at the New Year's party was not the one in front of me.I’m started to get empathetic but quickly pushed those emotions down. He was so sickly, pale and could barely keep his eyes open. I kept my shock hidden because I was not supposed to recognize him. "Who is this?" "Brother first of all, stop barking at everyone. We are werewolves not dogs. Secondly, she is a healer and a potion-maker. She said she can help and frankly we need all the help we can get."

He was hell-bent on teaching Norman Smith a lesson but by the looks of it, Norman Smith would soon be too dead to take home the learnings of this lesson. "We are all criminals and we do a lot of evil things but this is against our code. It was literally the first rule that was taught to you here. Do not misuse the Lancaster name." Hector continued as Norman coughed up more blood. I can bet no one would be able to recognise Norman's face after this beat-up session. I felt my delusion mirror shatter into pieces as it hit me that Axel wasn't some random man I just happen to be in love with. He is one the most dangerous men one could ever be around, who threatens and kills people on a daily basi

I turned in his arms, looking for said animal, but I only saw how Flipper's fin reemerged and approached us. “There!” He pulled me by the arm and dragged us towards the shore. It was then that I understood Alex thought Flipper was a shark. “Alex” I let go of his grip and stepped away “There is nothing to fear, he is my friend.” “Crazy woman, that friend will swallow you with a bite. What is your problem with wanting to see everyone, a friend? I want to eat chicken and you won't let me!” “Are you going to continue with that? You will not eat anyone, and it is a dolphin, a dolphin, Alex!”

He pointed out a large davenport. I just nodded, and he started walking out of the house. I let myself sit on the couch and waited. After a few minutes of being comfortable on the settee, I heard footsteps outside and opened the door. I saw Alarick holding the lead rope of a sorrel horse. “What is with the horse?” “We’ll ride this horse,” he replied and hopped on. I nodded and sighed. I thought werewolves can run faster than horses?